This is a song about "Left"

Said i'm just tryna do this quick like make haste

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

That left ya without hope

Used to find dope in his coat

Promises that had us left assured

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Right now using my left brain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Take away what ever's left

Bout time i got my respect

You gon' tip her

I left for one summer,

I'd done stacked many

Friend after friend left me